Licking lips she tightened her gripthe wind licked her backa villianous kissmockingly stripping heat & homemade dewin the sharp wind of some cold she knewUnder hand-hewn beams,nothing there was quite as it seemed:tip-toeing thru metallic fields of candlesticks,Buddhas, bouquets, and glittered shapes with wicks; the churchy decor was boxed but a few were eruptinglined up … Continue reading Ghosts of Olympia Brown
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This Leaky Boat
compliments from lying lips were likerain thar pelted and puffedthe once dried crumbs left of the relationship.problem was; she wasnt hungrynor could stomachthat regular bread, after findingtoo many holes in his threadand being some subjector some objecthe declared to be the only one who knew how to singularlyand explicitly explain her to othersto define her … Continue reading This Leaky Boat
Eve
I would crash them together like boats on the lake or cars on the road the chaos the ever so close one tilting head and hip in between this and that I was the queen not in service but serviced quite a dishhhhhhhh just a sip a nip dipped in thick ness of business … Continue reading Eve
Water Ways:
Water Ways: recounting events drawn from meticulous notes and some actual quotes from writing as a nine-year-old covering the news of a backyard flood in 1982. The sounds of splashing and quacking seemed unusually close as the cool morning breeze swept under the book-wedged window sill. A divine symphony of rain, thunder, and lightning had … Continue reading Water Ways:
Waitress Story
So this guy... he's quiet, sitting uncomfortably in his "made-only-for-cheap-restaurants" chair on wheels, under dim dirty lights, feeling a little more secure wrapped in stale, smokey air... He sits with his companion- another being possessing the same lanky, insecurity of his own importance; to others, to himself and the one opposite the table. They talk … Continue reading Waitress Story
Thin Tin String 